Kiara and Kovu stood on the edge
of pride rock, with Simba and Nala a few feet behind them, and Rafiki
holding up a newborn cub in front of them. Animals of all kinds bowed
at the base of the mountain. Timon and Pumbaa stood together just
inside the cave, and Zazu stood beside Simba, with his wings folded
and his head held high.

"Kimbu," Kiara whispered,
nuzzling her son as Rafiki brought him to her.

"Kiara…" Simba said as his
daughter passed him. Age was evident in his face and mane. "You and
Kovu may have to take over soon. I'm getting old, and I know it…"

"Maybe…" Simba said. He
looked nervous, but seemed to believe what Nala and Kiara were
saying.

As time passed, Kiara and Kovu had
another cub, Nara, and twin cubs, Karia and Kavo. Not long after the
twins were born, Simba died. Kiara and Nala were somewhat depressed
at first, but with Kovu and the cubs' help, they moved on, grieving
only when they were alone and immersed in thoughts of the former
king. Thankfully, caring for Kimbu, his brother Kavo, and his two
sisters Nara and Karia was time-consuming enough that they didn't
dwell on Simba constantly.

The author would like to thank you for your continued support. Your review has been posted.